Right here, right nowAll the way in Battery CityThe little childrenRaise their open filthy palmsLike tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the juvee hallsAnd the ritalin ratsAsk angels made from neonAnd fucking garbage, scream out:"What will save us?"And the sky opened upEverybody wants to change the worldEverybody wants to change the worldBut no one, no oneWants to dieWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryWanna tryNow!I'll be your detonator!